Chapter 7
*update: it's been a damn hot minute and I'm gonna try to no longer use the character letter format. Sorry if you lose track of who's talking. I'll try to prevent that from happening.
*Few months after the last chapter*
"Answer the phoooone Dipperr..." Mabel tells herself, annoyed at her brother. "Uhh, hello?" Her brother finally picked up. "Jesus Christ kid, how many calls does it take?" "I guess you still haven't memorized my schedule. I'm in the middle of Mr. Douchebag's lecture." Dipper seems upset at both his teacher and his sister. "Is that really his name?" Mabel asks as if she didn't know that answer. "No, duh. Now, I gotta go before he catches me and snatches my phone." Mabel sighs, "Ugh fine. Call me when you're out." "Yes, I will." "Promiiise?" "Yes! Bye Mabel." Ugh she's a real pain, Dipper thinks to himself.
*Later that day*
"So how did your classes go today Mr. Grumpypants?" "Ugh, I swear Douchebag's out to get me or something." Dipper says, creeped out. "Why? He always tries to fail you or something?" "No, it's not like that, but he always glances at me weird like I'm a bad kid." "Well, you do call him Prof. Douchebag." Mabel replies, further signifying Dipper's strange thoughts. "Anyway, I'm just proud of you. Do our parents know about the last few months? How much you used to struggle?" She asks, concerned. "No, and they never will. I don't want them to ever look at me as even the 'almost failure'. They especially can't know how you helped me. That would strike a totally different match and we can't deal with those flames."
"Good point, but you didn't have to use an analogy." Mabel gets annoyed at him for being smart in normal conversation. She deems it unnecessary. "Didn't have to, but definitely did anyway." He claps back with no remorse. "Dip. No. Stop. Just be a regular millenial please." "Why would I do that? All they do is complain about how the last generation screwed the economy and then make more excuses for why their lives suck." He replies, with a point shall I add. "Ugh you are really something y'know." Mabel seems frustrated at this point. "We're all something." "Don't push this." Dipper pokes Mabel's side. "That's it Pines, you've pushed it. I shall initiate ultimate tickle suprise." She jolts her fingers forward across the small round table outside the coffee shop. "Ahh, stop, how's it a surprise if you tell me first? Jeez Mabel, we're in public." Dipper is now the annoyed one. "Ugh fine, you ruin everything." "That is not true and you know it. Hey, I just remembered. I haven't seen Walter in so long. What's pigman doing these days?" "Don't ask me, I haven't seen him since right before College." "For real? Why? What happened?" "He admitted his feelings for me, and I found that creepy and weird so I may have just cut off communications with him altogether." "Yeah, I knew about that for a while. Well, not that he ever acted on his feelings, but I knew they existed. I tried as best I could to discourage him but it wasn't enough before I had to back down from it. He always wondered why, but I guess he just figured that I knew what would happen and it did. Still though, it worries me to think he could probably be homeless or something and we wouldn't even know." Dipper reflected on the situation. "Well, all I know is I liked him better as a pig." "True that. Well, sorry to cut our coffee date short, but I gotta run. I was gonna work on trig with Myles." By the time the sentence was finished, he was already halfway to his car. "Don't smoke any devil's lettuce! ... Why do I even bother, he probably will." At least he doesn't depend on it anymore. The guy used to smoke 3 grams a day, no wonder he was so bad in school.
9PM*
Dipper just now walks in the door, very sneaky like. Does he realize Mabel's sitting on the couch facing the door waiting for him? Fuck no he doesn't, dumbass. "You should've been home hours ago. How much did you smoke?" "Mabel, seriously? None. Zilch. Completely clean. Look at this fuckin' stack of work." He plops a 3 inch thick pile of papers on the floor. He takes too many classes now. Trying to get back on his Archeology path. "Holy! What the frick Dipper?! That's like 2 months work of homework for me!" "Well, you know I have like 10 different classes to take to catch up." It's still seriously a lot though, even for a man such as him. "So, how'd you finish?" "Um, with my brain?" Duh, Mabel. How else? "Ugh, how do I deal with you? Anyway, um I wasn't sure what to make, or even if I should. What sounds good to you?" Mabel asks him, but knows the answer. "Takeout sounds fine." They both said. "How'd you know?" "Um, my brain?" Duh, Dipper. How else? "Yeah, whatever." He remarks sarcastically. "So anyway, what'd you do while I was gone?" "Just watched Netflix and cleaned up a bit." "Typical Mabel day, huh?" "Yep. Just had some me time." If Dipper didn't have so much work, she could've had them time. Not that it couldn't happen still, but one hour vs half the day is a very big difference. "Sorry for leaving you here, bored out of your mind." "Well at least you had something important to do." "I guess. Still would've rather been here." He says as he settles down on the couch next to her. "What were you watching anyway?" "I don't even know to be honest. Just going deeper down the rabbit hole." "Understandable, have a nice day." "Dipper, what the heck did you just say?" "Chilllll, it's just a meme damn." He does not want to push it, but he's about to if he's not careful. "Ugh, whateverrrr. Let's just cuddle and watch Supernatural." And that's what they did. Well not all of what they did, but I'll spare the details this time.
The Next Morning
God, this couch is comfy. What in the flip is it made of? Dipper thinks to himself as he's just waking up. "Mornin' Dip. This couch is like, really comfortable." "So you read minds now or something?" "What? No." She chuckles a little bit. "Well I just had the same thought. Anyway, what's on the agenda today?" "Well do you have any classes?" "No, it's Tuesday. Monday, Wednesday, Friday." "Then I guess today's just an us day. Except I have a few errands to run, you can either come with or I'll be back in two hours." "Umm, I guess you'll be back in two hours. I have some things to do around here while you're gone, but I'll definitely miss you." "Miss you too, Dip. See ya, brobro." The day proceeded as normal. Mabel went shopping and visited some friends while Dipper stayed home and did his "things" also known as raided with his team on League. Till next time folks, lol.